Stop There, Daddy

“Looks like you care about her very much. Let’s cut to the chase, Wen Shuyue. What do you want exactly?” Lu Junhan said with a grim smile, sounding impatient.NôvelDrama.Org © 2024.

His words instantly angered Wen Shuyue. She huffed, “You have the nerve to ask me what I want? You snatched my company away with all kinds of dirty tricks, and you even imprisoned my mother and put my father in prison. What do you think what I want?”

Wen Shuyue was terribly agitated, her eyes swimming with tears. The very sight of this man infuriated her. She wondered how he had the nerve to come here to speak to her.

“Let me tell you something, Lu Junhan. There’s no way I’m letting you get away with that. I’ll have you suffer a hundred times what you inflicted on my family. You might be riding on the crest of the wave right now, but it’s only a matter of time before you get your comeuppance. Just you wait,” Wen Shuyue said frigidly, pointing her finger at him, her eyes blazing with fury.

Many employees were taken aback, presumably because they had never seen Wen Shuyue so angry before. Everybody lowered their head when walking past, not even daring to sneak a glance at her.

Even Lu Junhan was surprised by Wen Shuyue’s reaction. He chuckled, “What’s got into you? I’m not here to quarrel with you. I just want-”

“Tell me what you want. Stop wasting my time,” Wen Shuyue interrupted Lu Junhan before he could finish his sentence.

Most of what Lu Junhan said next was nonsense. Even Wen Shuyue didn’t understand what he was talking about. Eventually, maybe having trouble fabricating anything else, he carelessly made an excuse.

“I came here to talk to you because Qin Weiwei’s in the hospital and I got nobody to chat with. It seems you haven’t changed a bit. You’re still so gullible.” Lu Junhan shrugged nonchalantly as his lips curved in a meaningful smile.

Looking at Lu Junhan’s receding back, Wen Shuyue smouldered with anger, but she still managed to restrain it and hurried back to her office.

Her mother was slumped asleep over the desk, presumably because she was exhausted.

Wen Shuyue didn’t have the heart to wake her mother, so she just stood on the side, watching over her. She hadn’t even found the time to submit the revised design.

“Oh, Yueyue, you’re back. I can tell you’re pretty busy. I’ll let you get on with your day. You need to have a good rest, and keep a weather eye on Lu Junhan.” Her mother, probably having heard the sounds, woke up. After drumming something into her, she left.

When everybody was gone, the whole world seemed to quiet down. Wen Shuyue kneaded her temples and then made some adjustments to the revised draft.

After a full day’s work, Wen Shuyue warily returned to the He family’s mansion. Wen Baobao and Lu Yuan’er were playing games inside. At the sight of Wen Shuyue, Wen Baobao trotted over to her.

“Mommy, I’m playing a game with Aunt Yuan’er. Would you like to join us?” Wen Baobao grabbed Wen Shuyue’s hand, smiling so happily his eyes narrowed into slits.

Wen Shuyue managed a smile, stooped down to give his face a tweak and said in a voice tinged with tiredness, “Baobao, you may continue playing it with Aunt Yuan’er. Mommy’s too tired. I need some rest.”

“But you just came back. You need to eat. How about you grab a bite before going to bed? Besides, Dad will be back soon. Surely you should see him?” Wen Baobao couldn’t help but frown. Though knowing that Wen Shuyue was exhausted, he still wanted her to have dinner.

He knew that everybody needed to eat. He wanted his mother to stay healthy.

Wen Shuyue wanted to say something else, but since Wen Baobao was insistent, she had no choice but to smile mirthlessly with a head bob, “Alright. Mom will have dinner first. Are you satisfied now?”

“Yeah. I know Mommy’s very well-behaved.” Wen Baobao folded his arms over his chest and nodded in satisfaction.

Having realized that her son was worried about her, Wen Shuyue felt a bit resigned. She couldn’t shake the feeling that even her son was more sensible than her. At least he knew what he should do and what he should not do.

Lu Yuan’er stared at Wen Shuyue for a while before she involuntarily muttered, “Sister-in-law, have you been pushing yourself too hard lately? If you’re really tired, you should go back home to have some rest. Do not risk ruining your health.”

“That’s right. Aunt Yuan’er is finally speaking like a human.” Wen Baobao nodded earnestly. He even gave Lu Yuan’er a thumbs-up.

At first, Lu Yuan’er thought he was really praising her, so she smiled at him with satisfaction. However, after thinking about it carefully, she suddenly felt that the boy made a dig at her. This little guy was clearly laughing at her.

Lu Yuan’er rolled her eyes and affectedly glared at Wen Baobao. “You brat. I was wondering why you praised me, but it turns out you were just making a dig at me. Have I never talked like a human before? I’ve always been a nice person okay?”

“No, you haven’t,” Wen Baobao muttered. Though his voice was very low, Lu Yuan’er still heard him.

The two of them kept romping in the living room. Wen Shuyue rubbed her temples and sat on the sofa in repose with her eyes closed. At first, she just wanted to have a breather, but afterwards, she fell asleep.

Wen Baobao and Lu Yuan’er, unwilling to disturb her rest, quieted down.

Wen Shuyue had a very good sleep. When she woke up, she found herself in bed, Wen Baobao lying beside her, but the boy had fallen asleep, presumably because he was too tired.

The sight of her son’s dainty face seemed to dissolve all Wen Shuyue’s fatigue. Her lips curled in a faint smile and she involuntarily gave his cheek a tweak and mumbled, “What a cute little guy.”

“You’re also cute. You saw him but failed to notice me.”

He Siming’s voice came from a nearby spot, startling Wen Shuyue. Her eyes swept around the room in search of He Siming and then she saw him walk out of the bathroom.

He only had a bath towel wrapped around his waist, his hair and upper body wet, exuding masculine allure. His eight-pack, dripping wet, made a tempting sight.

Wen Shuyue’s dainty face blushed in spite of herself. She muttered, “The kid’s still here. You should put your clothes on. He can easily misunderstand.”

Her voice lowered with her every word, and eventually even she herself could hardly hear herself.

He Siming raised his eyebrows, and his lips suddenly curved in a wicked smile. He walked up to Wen Shuyue and Wen Baobao and stretched out his arms. Wen Shuyue thought that he was about to hug her, but unexpectedly, He Siming scooped up Wen Baobao and walked towards the door without a word.

“Hey…”